The blue-clothed disciples of the Xuannan Sect fled menacingly through the entire gray-black lake. Finally, they found a group of black disciples, and they immediately started fighting! This group of black-clothed disciples seemed to have no idea about the upcoming battle, and they had no idea.

Any look of precaution.

After being suddenly attacked, one by one said angrily: "Guys from the Xuannan Sect, what are you going to do? Why are you attacking our monks from the Huaishui Alliance?"

The big man was so angry that his face was as red as red cloth and his eyes were bloodshot. He roared: "Thieves from the Huaishui League, take your life! Give back the lives of my junior brothers!"

"kill!"

Now it was mainly monks from the Xuannan Sect's "Item Refining Department". They were all muscle monsters, and they were the kind of guys with extremely simple minds and extremely developed limbs! Suddenly, under the leadership of the big guy, more than thirty people

The monks in blue fought fiercely with a dozen monks in black on the opposite side.

"kill!"

"Dong..."

Spiritual light flashed, gold and iron chimed loudly, and various kinds of spiritual energy exploded like fireworks. Countless talismans attacked each other, making rumbling sounds. The huge spiritual power fluctuations even illuminated the

In the gray-black lake, countless people fought fiercely. The monks of the Xuannan Sect were angry, and the monks of the Huaishui Alliance also became angry after being attacked.

Fierce battles broke out non-stop, and blood sometimes dyed the lake red. However, among the crowd, Gao Fan, dressed in blue, pretended to have average strength. He walked around and raised an ordinary third-level gold long sword.

He reluctantly fought with the opponent. No one paid much attention to it. After all, judging from the token, he was just an outer disciple.

From time to time, Gao Fan would send out low-level talismans, extremely low-level fireball spells, and rock-falling spells to attack the opponent's black-clothed monks.

Being attacked so wildly, the black-clothed monks were extremely angry and cursed one by one.

Both sides feel provoked by the other!

"Humph!" Gao Fan snorted coldly in his heart!

Look carefully, the opponent is not the monk from Jiangxin Island: Nonsense, the monk from Jiangxin Island is frantically chasing Master Centipede. Otherwise, the middle lake is really in chaos. Although the opponent is also a black-clad member of the Huaishui Alliance

A monk, but there is a flying eagle embroidered on the cuffs. At the same time, the fabric of the cassock is also different from the previous Jiangxin Island.

Original

Come, we are monks from the outer island "Flying Eagle Island" on the sea.

At this time, the young island owner of Flying Eagle Island, a thin man who looked like an eagle, said angrily: "Who! Who else! Who released such disgusting gas!" I don't know who farted.

A bubble formed in the water and suddenly collapsed to the young island owner...

"Ahem." Gao Fan's face turned red and he coughed twice.

The two sides continued to fight fiercely. Naturally, they knew that the big guy was a monk from the outer island, but he was from the Huaishui Alliance, so even if he took revenge. This was the result of extremely developed limbs. The two sides continued to fight fiercely, and they were both disciples of large sects. Naturally, they were more powerful than others.

There were many elite casual cultivators, and for a moment, the entire area was filled with auras of light. The angry crowd had long forgotten about the ten thousand-year secret gold, and they were fighting together crazily.

Gao Fan, on the other hand, tried his best to pretend to be weak and kept wandering on the edge of the battlefield. Anyway, no one knew Gao Fan. Gao Fan was wearing a [Variety Mask]. Gao Fan kept wandering on the edge of the battlefield.

No, he was being chased and killed by a black-clothed monk who was at the seventh level of Qi refining stage, looking very embarrassed.

"Damn!" The outer disciples of the Huaishui League who were chasing him said to Gao Fan, "You are not strong, why did you escape so fast?"

Nonsense, I have the blessing of flying runes!

Gao Fan did not answer, but instead covered the outside of the battlefield with his consciousness. The pair of eyes sometimes looked into the depths of the gray-black lake. Gao Fan seemed to have no interest in the battle itself, and was very interested in the black area outside the battlefield.

Interested. The seventh-level monk felt that he was insulted. When he spoke, Gao Fan didn't even reply: It would be good to even curse back.

"Grandma, give me a stick! Monks from the Xuannan Sect, don't run away!"

"Your surname is Gao too?" Gao Fan exclaimed.

But at this moment, an accident happened, and Gao Fan's eyes lit up! The [Long Yuan] he had just obtained was consumed by Gao Fan again. Long Yuan blessed his spiritual consciousness, allowing Gao Fan's spiritual consciousness to cover the area, almost comparable to foundation building.

Finally, Gao Fan discovered something outside the battlefield. Gao Fan immediately kicked the guy with the same surname away. Under his red legs, the enemy was vulnerable!

Then, Gao Fan escaped from the battlefield bit by bit.

Well, the guys from the Weapon Refining Department were still fighting fiercely with the people from Flying Eagle Island. The big guy beat up the young master of Flying Eagle Island crazily. Even Flying Eagle Island was crying. What on earth is going on?

After Gao Fan left the battle, he quietly came back.

At the edge of the battle, there was a black area, which seemed to be the condensation of Yin Qi, and also seemed like a countercurrent vortex. However, Gao Fan used his blessed consciousness to find that there was a guy hiding in it! This guy was a thief, and he kept observing the battlefield.

.Although this monk did not wear royal robes, he was holding a silver imperial sword. Moreover, Gao Fan had a slight impression:

It seems to be some kind of deputy guard guard next to Wei Rongfu!

At this time, the leader, wearing a black cloak, hidden in the gray-black Yin Qi, looked proudly at the two sect monks who were fighting fiercely. The cloak made him have almost no spiritual power fluctuations. Although it was not as good as Qinglingyu, it was still

It was very hidden. He whispered in his mouth: "Well done... Kill one of them and one less! These monks from the three major sects are all traitors to the imperial court! Traitors!"

"Hit, yes, that big guy, continue beating that black monk to death."

"Haha, keep going, keep going!"

This guy looked at it with great interest, and Gao Fan in the dark smiled coldly, knowing that it was you who were causing trouble. At the critical moment, [Hemerocallis in Dreams] silently emitted... This leader is too obsessed with the battle between the two sides.

Well, after all, it was he and his men who started the battle between Xuannan Sect and Huaishui League:

He put on the black Huaishui League robes and attacked several monks in blue from the Xuannan Sect. He also wore a mask and pretended to be Yuan Haoling.

"Haha! Hit, keep hitting!"

By the time he realized something was wrong, he felt that the lake water around him had a strange aroma, but it was too late!

The deputy leader's body was already weak, his eyes were turning black, but he was already poisoned!

"who?!"

The deputy leader of the guard immediately drew out his imperial sword. Well, it was also silver, and it was three points sharper than Gao Fan's. However, Gao Fan instantly raised his wolf claws, and those claws were all golden.

Fluffy, with the power of a beast, hit the back of the head hard.

With a bang, the leader passed out, and the black invisibility cloak fell into Gao Fan's hands. Gao Fan looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this corner. At this time, both sides issued talismans to call for more people!
Chapter completed!